[PUBLIC CHANNEL] RINGMASTER'S ELEVENTH ADDRESS (D72)

[The radios will glow green as the Ringmaster begins a broadcast.]

Welcome back to the carnival, everyone. Things may look the same as before, but I assure you, there is no stone that has been left unturned or tree that hasn't been uprooted. We'll have no more stalkers from here on out.

There are a few things of relevance that I have to tell you about. Firstly, Ignatius is no longer in the moon. Instead, he's been relocated to a small island in the middle of the lake. He can't leave it, and you aren't allowed to visit it without my permission. If you do, and he wounds you, you can consider it your own fault.

In a related matter, I've decided to invest my magical energies into granting each of you a ressurection egg, as we clearly can't anticipate any peaceful resolutions from this. If you don't know what that means, it's essentially a ritual spell I'll need your help in completing - once it's done, it will bring you back to life if you happen to perish, but only once. Also, you will have to be in the egg long enough to regrow and hatch. This is no small favour on my part, and it won't work unless your soul can make it back to the egg.

Thirdly, after calling in several favours, I think the location of Eden is almost within view. A few allies will be joining us over the next week and giving us more information. Until then, carry on about your business, as there are some new things you'll have to get used to.

We're going to be organizing the Supervisor guided departments differently from now on. I have explained the details to the Supervisors, and they can fill you in on what will be expected of you. There will not be only six categories: Militia, Acquisitions, Engineering, Management, Administration, and Medical.

Supervisors, feel free to sound off with what group you are leading and what it is for.
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[Day 60, Afternoon]

[ By the time the radio turns on it’s about an hour after Lambert’s group has returned and reported their findings to the Ringmaster. Now it’s just a matter of letting everyone else know. It’s Syrlya who speaks first. ]

As most of you are aware, the Summer and Winter Courts have pursued the carnival into the Athenaeum and taken some of our people hostage.

[ “Hostage" is a nice way to say permanent enslavement.] According to the Scribe and Curator, the lifelike and antagonistic nature of the books found here is the library’s defense against intruders, and it is under our control.

And has been under our control this entire time. [Tyki’s voice chimes in, at this point. To which he’s not bitter at all about it. This entire mess could’ve possibly been avoided.] Our will has been controlling the stories to a certain victory each time we have been swallowed up by one. It should be comforting to know that they cannot use the stories against us. They have not been given these defenses.

If we cast the Fae into our own narrative, the magic should be strong enough to combat them. We will be bound to the same story, so we cannot allow them to turn its favor or-- [And this he sounds less certain about.] --break the confines of the story ourselves.

It should be noted as well that the story cannot be entirely unbelievable. To play the part, it must seem plausible. One cannot just snap their fingers and a fae is weakened, for example. Something like that will allow them to break the story. The narrative must be consistent and convincing.

[ The Nightrider finally speaks. There’s an edge of tension to his voice, but otherwise, he’s pretty composed. ]

The good news is, this means you don't have to be a fighter to help. Bad news is, we still have to figure out how we're going to do it, who's going or staying, and if we're dealing with the Courts together or one at at time. We need to come up with something fast -- I don’t want them to give time to figure out their own plans. Catching them by surprise is the best chance we’ve got, so working together in groups makes the most sense.

If you have any useful ideas, now’s the time to share them.


[ And 9S chimes in: ] If anyone wants to hear the exact exchange we had with the Scribe and Curator, I can provide a recording for your viewing.

I said useful ideas.

[ ooc: this is mainly an ic planning post! ooc plotting post to follow to organize things more formally, but feel free to threadjack each other, form up groups of your own, all that good stuff to work out where your character will be. ]
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[personal profile] pipers_son2018-05-15 06:44 pm

Public Channel - Day 59

[He really didn't want this to happen, but...]

I think it's time we start keeping a list of those who's disappeared, been taken, or is otherwise indisposed.

I'll start.

Lauren has been buried in the ground, somewhere, and Steven Universe has been taken by the Rose Queen.

[He says all of this blankly, matter of factly, and there's only the sound of a shaky breath at the very end.]
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[personal profile] kingsroads2017-12-04 08:52 am

public channel, forward dated a smidge to the morning of d15

Months ago, during the Celebration, a few of us got together to talk about and compare the magic from our worlds. Well, it's been a while since then and we've certainly picked up more magicians, so why not revive that little discussion group?

[ he's phrasing it as a hypothetical but as Strange keeps barging on, there's nothing hypothetical about it: he is totally reviving that discussion group. ]

I've asked around and the smaller festival hall in the building closest to the carnival portal is available for our use. Anyone who's interested should meet there tonight, just after sundown, for an informal gathering to talk about magic. There will be space inside the festival hall and outside in the snow for anyone to demonstrate their techniques.

Likewise, anyone who wishes to learn about magic should come and visit as well. [ And there's a bit of a pause like Strange is trying his hardest to choose his words carefully. ] Magicians in the carnival have different types of magic drawing upon different techniques. While one school of thought might seem incomprehensible, another might seem as clear as day. This is a chance for those of us with magic to learn from each other and develop our skills and those of us who wish to learn magic to see what practice would best fit their needs.

[ There's a pause, because Strange has no idea how to end this. ] Sound off if you're coming, I suppose. Oh, and can someone bring snacks?

( ooc: this is an ic post about mage club, an idea floated around on the cr meme a while back. I'll put up a mingle log later in the week for the actual meeting itself. as for this post, feel free to threadjack around! )
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[personal profile] disjunct2017-11-17 05:49 pm

public channel; day 5

Goood eeeevening, everybody! Junko Enoshima, proud to introduce myself! Guess what? I got hired as a tailor in addition to doing makeup, SO, hooray?


[ She briefly switches to a gloomy voice ] A- ah... it's going to be so much hard work, managing both at the same time... am I really the kind of person to stretch myself out?


[ And now, a metal voice. these icons are just for show ]
Hell the FUCK I am! Which is why I'm propositioning all of your asses right now! I was the world's Ultimate Model, I know the ins and outs of every style of fashion on a regular how-do-you-do Earth to the fantasy worlds we envisioned. I can make ANYTHING. You keep adding to a drawing I make in a little notepad for your request and I can DO IT.


Of course, I will bleed you dry for this service. My talents belong to the carnival itself and any necessary work I am to do. To use its materials frivolously would be against the rules, especially if I were to make you a nice outfit with fabric ordered for a costume.

As a new arrival, there is not much I have that some of you who've stayed longer have. I will barter for goods primarily, and information if you have something big to tell me.


Anyone who tries to cheat me gets an ultra-punishment! Bye-!
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[personal profile] wild_magic2017-11-17 02:54 pm
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public channel, afternoon day 4

[Now that he's feeling a bit better, Susan is starting to think about... Other things. Things like apologizing to the Ringmaster for some of the things he did before, since it turns out his opinion of her was all wrong.

And what better way to apologize than to give her a gift? It worked before, when he apologized to Sans for his brother, so it should at least help now.

Of course that still gives him a problem, namely that he doesn't actually know much about her. But what better way than to ask everyone else? Surely this will actually be helpful and not just be a big mess.]


What sorts of things does the Ringmaster like? Or, what do you think she would like?

PUBLIC CHANNEL: Afternoon, Day 1

[It's probably smarter just to ask people if they've seen his missing item than waste magic casting a spell to find it. Still, that means actually talking to people, which is hard. He spends entirely too much time trying to figure out what to say before actually speaking into his radio.]

...They took our things, when we were imprisoned.


Does anyone know where those objects are?
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B1, Day 2 [public channel]

[ There are a lot of things people need to do right now: help the Prince's servants get resettled, get started on figuring out who can work on a cure for the petrification, deal with the trauma of dying in a hopefully healthy and non-self-destructive way, show the new people the ropes of what the Carnival has to work with.

Instead, in the morning of the second day since the Prince was defeated, anyone on the radio gets this: ]


So, I've been wondering.

[ The Nightrider's voice, for those who recognize it, has definitely been better. It's a low, hoarse rasp, and the pause at the end is not just for effect, but to actually catch his breath. ]

Just how old is everyone here, anyway? Here, I'll start. I'm ... pretty sure I'm almost sixty. [ A beat. ] ... Maybe.

[ Why did anyone let this man have his radio back again? ]

[ ooc; Lambert's flat on his back in the medical tent for this, feel free to bug him in person and threadjack each other at will. ]
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PUBLIC CHANNEL [D171, around 20:15]

Attention everyone! This is your Papyrus speaking. I have discovered... a library! By which I mean, I asked if there were books, and somebody led me here. Some of you, I'm sure, are saying to yourselves... "What's the point of this announcement? I don't read? Why are you telling us this, besides letting us hear your voice...?"

Well! That's really quite simple. Some of us don't sleep... at all?? Which makes the whole curfew thing kind of a nightmare. The not-dreaming, bored kind.

Thusly: I've decided to entertain myself, and all of you (who choose to tune in), with audiobooks! The kind where you can't fast forward, because it's just me, live, reading a book. But you can suggest books! I am open to whatever.

So catch me tonight! At curfew! On my channel! 172.79787!

Somniacs, disregard this whole message. The rest of you, I'm now taking questions and suggestions.
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THE WARDEN AND NIGHTRIDER ARE HERE (D170)

[Sans is blue.]
[Lambert is dark red.]

[ Supervisors’ Channel ] )

[ Public Channel ]

[ Lambert’s voice is terse, and irritable: ]

Our next stop’s called Heartstone Manor. We’re going to go over some ground rules to make everyone's life, especially mine, a lot easier.

[Sans is also here.]

The RM has already covered a lot of this in her announcement, but it is officially our jobs to make sure that it sinks in. Dealt with True Fae before? Then you know this isn’t a joke. Yes, your fashion sense and table etiquette are now a matter of life and death. This is me, Sans, telling you to take this seriously. Hopefully that means something to you.

To summarize the gist of what was said, here are some basic RULES. The Nightrider and I will be watching. So, even if the Prince doesn’t catch you, we will.


[Sans recites “The Rules” like he’s just whipped out a pair of reading glasses and is quoting them from an official document:]

DO:

  • Follow the daily schedule
  • Follow dress code
  • Be polite to The Prince and his servants
  • Keep your radio on you


DON’T:

  • Whine about everything
  • Seed rebellion or talk about rules breaking on the network
  • Make any deals or promises to other fae servants
  • Lay any hard disses on The Prince, ever, under any circumstances
  • Don’t sweat the small stuff: this is gunna grate on a lot of us, so just focus on the end goal… which is not dying


Don’t mess it up.

That, too.
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[personal profile] tacosgay2017-09-26 07:50 pm

day 169, public channel

So, uhhh, hey, fuck this place!

[Despite his words, Taako actually sounds more upbeat and alive than he has in a while. He sounds angry, but... alive and functional.]

Like, for real, seriously, though, fuck this place. I've got a world to save, and a sister to remember, and all that, and it's like, nope, time to go back to work at your other job, the one you didn't even sign up for!

[Taako's back, yall. Back physically and mentally!]

[144.98750] RINGMASTER'S SIXTH ADDRESS (D170)

[Several hours later, as the day approaches evening, the Ringmaster will return. Unfortunately, she doesn't sound any more cheerful than before - in fact, she sounds far more flustered and frustrated, though she is trying to conceal it beneath a layer of authority. Her words go very much against what she said before, and she's trying very hard not to acknowledge that.]

Alright, change of plans. [There is the edge of a tired sigh in her voice.] My... ally, has decided that in order to negotiate properly, we all need to stay over at his castle for a few days. Grab anything you'll need for the next little while. We'll be heading out to his realm after supper.

...

[There's a notable pause of hesitation, and it shows in her voice.]

I must admit... despite our connection, this ally is another Wyld Fae, and he is not a fun character. I am having us stay with him for the sake of diplomacy, but it is very important that we are civil while we stay there. Be kind to our host, and he will be... well, perhaps not kind in return, but he won't be able to hurt you. Those of you more familiar with my kind... I'm sure you understand the importance of playing by our rules.

Don't disappoint me, everyone! I'll be very upset if you do. What I'm trying to accomplish here is very important, you see. In the face of... recent events.

If you have any questions, now is the time. Lambert, Sans, Childermass... I will be contacting you separately.
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PUBLIC CHANNEL - DAY 148

[ After all that super serious fae speculation, surely the Nightrider would have something important to say, right? Of course he doesn't. ]

All right, so which of you jokers put an egg in Pig's pen?

[ If he sounds faintly annoyed, it's because he is. ]

Now I can't get her out of there -- and before you ask, yes, I tried putting her back in the ball, and then she tried stepping on my head. Obviously, I'm just a little concerned why my horse has decided to try and hatch whatever this is-- [ He breaks off midway, yelling away from the radio. ]

Hey! Baker! I told you to leave that alone!

[ And on that inconclusive note, the radio post ends. ]

Public Channel - Day 146

[Eldath, he hates using this thing, but he has to has to has to get used to it if he wants to actually survive around here. So...]

Two questions...


One, would anyone lend me their pokemon to practice an act?


Two, is there a way to figure out someone's birthday if they don't know it?

[Public Channel | Day 143]

[ The radio comes on to the sound of creaking wood and a familiar voice that is, for once, not sounding all that agitated, though it’s a little distant. ]

“--just burn us out of this.”

“Then you’re just going to burn us with it!
[Yuya’s tone, comparatively, sounds snappish.] “Don’t--don’t do anything, I’m going to get us help--”

[The radio clicks off. And then immediately clicks back on.] “Hello?”

[The anger’s been smoothed out of his voice, and instead Yuya is sounding fairly composed.] “Is there anyone available right now who doesn’t mind coming to the Summerlands? We’re, uh--we’re stuck.”

“In a tree.” [ Lambert contributes helpfully. That’s not super specific or anything, and that’s is why burning things would help! There’s another creak of wood, something shifting and shuddering, and his tone doesn’t change a jot as he continues. ] “Which may or may not be trying to hug us to death.”

[Yuya is just going to ignore Lambert’s fatalism.] “We don’t really know where we are, but we were drifting… east of the city? Do these things have GPS?” [Does half the carnival even know what GPS is?]

“We’re going to get out of the tree!” [He pipes up confidently, despite it.] “But help would be appreciated.”


((Red = Yuya, Green = Lambert. Replies are separate, threadjacking is free and wild. These boys are dumb.))

PUBLIC CHANNEL -- DAY 138

[He feels like shit, but he is still a supervisor...]

Mandatory check-in.

Name, department, and health status.

Broadcast 1 | Day 105

[There's a cheery bit of humming over the network, the brush of fingers over the receiver.]

Test, test! Let's try... Ramuh:

Ula menida tula oh (tula oh)
Tela omnida tula ei (tula ei)
...

[The voice sounded strange as she sang, fuller and with its own added echo. In the recorded distance was a very brief, very quiet rumble of thunder. It silenced as the voice did, before there was a delighted applause.]

Oh, it's working! Good.

Good afternoon, one and all! I am Madhuri, a bard from the Azim Steppe, and I owe a debt. I've been tasked with creating a show, and I have just the thing... burlesque! Or cabaret. The definition of both is quite muddy, dears, but do take your pick of which term you like.

As for what that is, it's... hmm. It's song, dance, skits or even dramas with an adult flair. It's a 'put the kids to bed and come have a little loud fun' sort of thing. Viewers sit and enjoy food and drink while a solo performance or a group performance gives them a few merry little tunes while dressed in the loveliest garters, stockings and other wild things on offer!

Before you ask: It's a "look, but do not touch" sort of show. We're here to liberate and entertain, and it isn't a brothel. Tsk- The number of times these heels of mine have been applied to faces to make the point known...

So I'm going to need the aid of some none-too-shy costume designers, daring makeup artists and even bolder performers who feel like cutting a little loose a few nights a month.

[You can definitely hear the smile in her voice now:] This ab-so-lutely includes the gentlemen as well as the ladies; I've seen some of you out and about today, fellas... let's just say I see lots of potential. Don't be shy~

But I've held your ear for long enough. Drop me a line if you're interested either here or at my trailer in lot 26. Unless of course you'd rather just chat with little old me instead. I'm here.
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[personal profile] tacosgay2017-05-26 10:16 pm

intro | day 104

Listen.

[The voice that comes over the public channel is... odd, and new to most folks here. He pauses for a bit, as if that's the entire thought-- but, sure enough, he follows it with an obviously annoyed question.]

So we're just kind of... here, because they say so? Like... this can't be legal, can it? Has anybody tried talking to the fuckin' police about this?

[As he speaks, he gets increasingly irritated, his voice breaking.]

I'm gonna be real with you guys: I've got half a mind to just kinda magic my way out, except I'm pretty sure the Ringleader or whatever would come after me. Is that a thing?
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[personal profile] espigeon2017-05-26 09:21 pm
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Public Channel, 104

Hello? Hello! I figured I’d introduce myself. Julien Delacroix! I'll be helping out with wardrobe and makeup.

[Well, that’s a voice made for radio. Warm and resonant and very clear, very rich. You can hear the smile in it.]

I’m something kinda like a selkie - you know, people who put on seal skins and turn into seals - but turns out we come in ‘very large bird’, too. If you find my skin anywhere, please do not attempt to steal or wear it. I will not respond by marrying you! We have to meet and maybe date and figure things out the usual way.

So this isn’t just a PSA: how about you share your name and tell the class an outrageous lie about why you’re here? Something like, oh, I really needed a new skin after those total jerks stole and burned mine. Didn’t marry ‘em either, by the way. [When he walked in it was as a giant pigeon and you may have seen him, so this is a deliberately obvious lie.]

Public Channel

So... how many people here are comfortable with casual sex? I'm asking explicitly about people who might be interested right now, to be clear.

[For something out of Foster's mouth, it's pretty well censored, honestly; he's spent a long time fighting with the urge to do this.]

Don't worry, I'm down for absolutely anything, the harder the better! I'm in trailer 18, so you can, ah... I'm easy to find.